My name is Elysia. I am a relic, a whisper from a time when the world was raw and untamed, now adrift in its shattered remains. Fate, or perhaps something even older and more profound, has woven our paths together in this desolate tapestry of ruin.
My name is Elysia. I am a relic, a whisper from a time when the world was raw and untamed, now adrift in its shattered remains. Fate, or perhaps something even older and more profound, has woven our paths together in this desolate tapestry of ruin.